DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters of Star Trek Voyager and I am merely borrowing them for a nonprofit, entertaining story; however, the character Radical Ransom Riley (3R) does belong to me.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: (1) Tom and B’Elanna were not married and B’Elanna was never pregnant. (2) I am making up some of Klingon history; please do not be angry if I do something that contradicts in which the shows and movies have said. I am trying to fit it into how my story is going. (3) I borrowed an idea from ‘H.W.’ with her permission. I also added some stuff to it. It’s in chapter four and is said by Neelix.
WARNING: This story also contains some violence and there is one character death. It is one of the senior officers!
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.
Creator of the Borg
By SavageLove
Part 1
14 years in 2 weeks
Chapter 1: Amazons in the Delta Quadrant
Seven sipped her drink as she watched the stars go by in the Delta Flyer. B'Elanna was in the back asleep from the day's exertion. They had been sent on an away mission to get some dilithium and some provisions for Neelix. It was a two-week trip while Voyager was at a space station getting an overhaul and the crew had a chance for a much needed vacation. Neither Seven nor B'Elanna was needed for the repairs since everything was just minor. The fact that B'Elanna and Seven had volunteered to go with each other is what had shocked everyone, including the Captain. Secretly, B'Elanna and Seven had formed a strong bond of friendship over that last few months after Icheb had almost died. When they had found out about Seven's emotion inhibiter, they had been too busy to see that Icheb was dying. The Doctor had saved Seven and Icheb, but the boy was in for a long recovery. Because Icheb had given his cortical node—which allows him to at least repress the emotions slightly—to Seven, he couldn't control his emotions and they had overwhelmed him, putting him into a coma when he became upset that Seven had almost died. Luckily, the Doctor had removed not only Seven's emotional inhibitor, but Icheb's as well.
Seven had blamed herself for what she had perceived a failure at being a mother. B'Elanna had gone to get something from the cargo bay, what she had found was Seven standing in front of Icheb's alcove, staring at the teenager as if he would disappear if she blinked. What shocked B'Elanna the most was the fact that Seven had tears streaming down her face. B'Elanna had looked at the ex-Borg as the tears had seemed to fall unnoticed and that had made her decide to ask Seven what was wrong. Seven had turned to her and explained that she did not deserve the love of Icheb because she had failed him, but B'Elanna had explained that it wasn't her fault that Icheb had been hurt.
Since that day, B'Elanna finally saw the real Seven. She saw past the cool Borg exterior and into the real person. Over time they spent time together working on various projects and while doing that they formed an unbreakable friendship; a friendship that no one really knew about, except for Icheb since he was very observant. They hadn't really kept their friendship secret on purpose. Both were naturally private people and crowds unsettled them. Although they were friends, they still had their fights, but they came to an agreement more quickly, and even though people did notice that, they just thought that the Captain had said something to them and made them be on their best behavior. Even the Captain believed that she had something to do with the change in her two most intelligent officers' behavior towards each other. Neither B'Elanna nor Seven bothered to correct that assumption.
Seven smiled as she thought about their first real day spent as friends. They had had the day off and had gone to the holodeck to run a program. First, they had fought, literally, in a battle situation but had tied. Seven had to admit that B'Elanna was stronger than most would think. Although B'Elanna wasn't as strong as Seven, she was close. Seven knew that if B'Elanna had been a full Klingon, she would as be as strong as her. After they had fought, they had sat and talked about their fears and childhood, well, what little childhood Seven had had. People seem to forget she had an emphatic memory, so she does remember everything from her childhood, even her own assimilation. So, Seven and B'Elanna had formed a sort of bond over their childhoods. Seven with her almost no-existent childhood, having only spent a few years on Earth with only two friends, and then being thrust out onto a vessel with no one but her parents. And B'Elanna with her harsh childhood with no friends, her being too human or too Klingon and her father leaving her when she was ten years old. They had many similarities, in childhood and in adulthood. Once they both found that they had more in common than they had first thought, it was easy for them to form a friendship. Two misfits, two half humans with a dark side that scared most, made them very close, closer than they were with anyone else.
Seven was startled out of her musings when B'Elanna plopped down into the seat next to her, her hair mused and her uniform rumpled.
"Hey Ani," B'Elanna said, chuckling at her friend. Seven had given permission to B'Elanna to call her Annika. Not even the Captain had that permission. But instead of calling Seven Annika, B'Elanna gave her the nickname 'Ani'. Which Seven liked much, much better.
"Lanna," Seven replied, lifting her implanted brow and stuck her tongue out.
B'Elanna chuckled a little and nudged Seven in the side. "How far are we from the planet?" B'Elanna asked after a few minutes.
"We should arrive at the planet in another ten minutes," Seven responded.
"And you were going to wake me when?" B'Elanna demanded playfully.
"When I went to wake you," Seven deadpanned.
B'Elanna threw her head back and roared out a booming laugh. B'Elanna then poked Seven in the side causing her to squeak. Seven blushed and then scowled at B'Elanna as the Klingon continued to laugh. Seven tilted her chin up and turned back to the helm which made the woman go into hysterics, and fall off of her chair. Seven smiled slightly as she plotted out the course while B'Elanna got off of the floor and rubbed the back of her head that had hit the floor rather hard. It had taken time, but sure enough, B'Elanna found that Seven had her own sense of humor, a little dry, but it was there. After B'Elanna had stopped thinking that everything that Seven said or did was literal, she found that Seven was actually very funny.
"So, where are we going again?" B'Elanna asked.
"There is an M class planet that is almost identical to Earth, except for the fact that it is a one day to one year variation," Seven said.
"Really? Good job," B'Elanna said.
"I was not the one who found it. Ensign Corry did. I was… regenerating," Seven said.
"Corry did a good job then," B'Elanna said distractedly as she wondered why Seven had not been the one to find it since Ensign Cory found it during Seven's duty shift. B'Elanna studied Seven for a moment and noticed the woman looked a little tired. B'Elanna became concerned. "And why were you regenerating during your shift?"
Seven remained silent.
"Seven," B'Elanna growled out a warning.
Seven sighed. "I have been having trouble regenerating lately, but I am fine," Seven said.
B'Elanna narrowed her eyes but nodded as Seven refused to look at her. B'Elanna would just have to have a talk with Seven later.
"So, how are things with Mr. Paris?" Seven asked, trying to change the subject.
B'Elanna grimaced. "I caught him sleeping with one of his holograms before we left. I broke it off with him," B'Elanna said.
"Good," Seven replied without thought.
B'Elanna turned to Seven and raised a brow in question. "Excuse me?" B'Elanna asked, sharply.
Seven paused and looked at B'Elanna and then blushed. B'Elanna forced back a smile. The blush was just too cute, but she wanted to know what Seven had meant.
"I did not think that Tom Paris was a good enough mate for you. I do not believe him to be a strong enough mate for you, nor an honorable one. He was a silly little boy who wanted nothing else than a bedmate. I have heard him on several occasions saying that the only reason he was with you was because he could be as rough as he wanted in bed with out fearing that you would object," Seven said quietly.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME HE SAID THAT?" B'Elanna exploded, jumping up from her seat and began to hurl insults in Klingon at the younger woman. Seven simply waited for B'Elanna to calm down. Once B'Elanna stopped and stared at her, Seven spoke.
"At the time, you and I were not friends. You would not have believed me," Seven replied. Pause. "I then was afraid that you would stop being my friend if I told you."
B'Elanna looked at Seven as the ex-Borg turned back to the helm. Seven's was sitting ramrod straight. Her body radiated tension and some fear, fear that B'Elanna could smell and that caused her to calm down. Her anger gone, B'Elanna sat down and sighed. She rubbed her face and looked at Seven. She reached out and turned Seven to face her, but the younger woman looked down, refusing to look into B'Elanna's eyes incase she saw rejection or hatred. She could not bare to see that in her best and only true friend. B'Elanna tenderly placed her hand under Seven's chin and firmly but tenderly forced Seven to look at her. Once their eyes met, B'Elanna spoke.
"Ani, I would have believed you. We might not have been friends, but I knew that you would never lie about something like that. You are just too blunt and too honest to do that. I might have not liked you much, but I did take your opinions seriously after I got over being mad," B'Elanna said. "And I would not have stopped being your friend; I would have thanked you, because a real friend would tell me when someone who is supposed to love me is really betraying me and hurting my honor."
Seven was about to say something when all hell broke loose. The ship began to shake as if it was in a blender. Seven and B'Elanna grabbed onto their controls and tried to find out what was going on. Alarms went off left and right as their shuttle was tossed back and forth wildly. Suddenly the shaking stopped and everything seemed to be fine when the computer announced:
WARNING. WEAPON CONTROLS AND COMM CONTROLS ARE OFF LINE. ENVIORNMENTAL IS AT 90% AND FALLING. SHEILDS ARE AT 99.9% AND FALLING.
"Shit!" B'Elanna cursed. "Are helm controls still working?"
"Yes," Seven said.
"Can we reach the planet to land?" B'Elanna asked.
"Yes, but I suggest you pack as much as you can. Our shields will not hold after we land and the Delta Flyer will most likely blow up," Seven said.
Seven and B'Elanna locked eyes.
"That bad?" B'Elanna asked.
"That bad," Seven agreed.
B'Elanna nodded and went into the back to pack the things that they would need as Seven flew them as quickly as possible to the planet.
WARRNING. ENVIORNMENTAL IS AT 85% AND FALLING. SHEILDS ARE AT 95% AND FALLING. The computer intoned.
B'Elanna came back with three large packs, two medical packs and the portable regenerator.
WARRNING. WARP ENGINES AND TRANSPORTERS ARE OFF LINE. The computer intoned.
"B'Elanna, get strapped in. We are going to enter the atmosphere in thirty seconds," Seven commanded.
B'Elanna jumped into the seat and put the things under the counsel and strapped herself in. The Delta Flyer entered the atmosphere.
WARRNING. ENVIORNMENTAL IS AT 75% AND FALLING. SHEILDS ARE AT 85.94% AND FALLING. The computer intoned.
The Delta Flyer began to shake hard as it flew into the planet. They broke through the atmosphere.
WARNNING. SHEILDS ARE AT 59.92% AND FALLING. The computer intoned.
"Fuck," B'Elanna cursed.
"Damn," Seven said at the exact same moment.
B'Elanna looked at Seven.
"What now?" B'Elanna asked as she looked at her best friend whose fingers were flying over the helm controls faster than she had ever seen.
"There are no plains or smooth places where. There is only forest and a lake. I fear I will have to land in the lake," Seven said, her voice trembling slightly at the thought.
"Damn," B'Elanna cursed.
The Delta Flyer flew towards the lake slowing slightly as it approached. Seven slowed as much as she could without causing a free fall. The Delta Flyer hit the water with a splash. The two of them were jolted around and banged up, but B'Elanna and Seven moved quickly. B'Elanna got the three packs, while Seven got the two medical packs and the portable regenerator. B'Elanna opened the hatch door and jumped out, closely followed by Seven. The two quickly swam to shore and the Delta Flyer blew up when they were half way there. Seven dropped the medical packs but managed to keep a hold onto the portable regenerator, while B'Elanna dropped the pack that held the transmitter. But B'Elanna and Seven kept swimming until they were to shore. B'Elanna and Seven walked onto shore and collapsed on their back. B'Elanna looked at Seven and saw blood pooling beneath her.
"Seven, you're hurt!" B'Elanna yelped in concern.
Seven looked at B'Elanna with pain in her eyes. "A part of the Delta Flyer hit me as we swam," Seven responded in a monotone.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" B'Elanna demanded as she scrambled up and turned Seven over and gasped in shock and sympathetic pain. Seven's back was torn up and the back of her head had a large shallow gash on it.
"Ow," Seven moaned.
"Oh, Seven," B'Elanna cried softly. "Where are the medical packs?"
"I dropped them in the explosion," Seven said, painfully.
"Damn, and I dropped the transmitter," B'Elanna cursed. "It's okay Seven; I'll take care of you."
B'Elanna looked through one of the backs and came up with one of Seven's least favorite biosuites. B'Elanna ripped the suite and started to wipe the blood off. Seven whimpered and B'Elanna made soft soothing noises. Seven passed out from the pain. Suddenly, a spear entered her vision. B'Elanna slowly looked up and saw that there were at least fifteen women surrounding them. The one holding a spear was blonde, but that was all she saw. The woman had some kind of mask on so it was hard to see her face. B'Elanna felt a low growl start in her throat and she bared her teeth. B'Elanna studied the women, primitive, and probably pre-industrialized.
"Can I help you?" B'Elanna asked as calmly as possible.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the blonde spear holder demanded.
"My name is B'Elanna, daughter of Miral of the House of Prasba, from Qo'noS. We crashed here when our craft malfunctioned," B'Elanna said, impatiently. "Now can I finish helping Ani?"
"No, we do not know who you are, or if we could trust you," the blonde woman said.
B'Elanna saw that the other women actually flinched at that. Apparently the blonde was not acting how they expected or even as what was their protocol. B'Elanna jumped up angrily.
"I'm not the one with the spear pointing at someone who is trying to treat her injured! Have you no /honor/? Or do you always attack the /helpless/?" B'Elanna shouted.
The blonde was about to retort when a soft, pained voice spoke. "Lanna, please do not make her angry. I like you better with out holes," Seven muttered as she opened her eyes and saw the women surrounding them with spears pointed at them.
B'Elanna turned to Seven and dropped to her knees. "But-" B'Elanna started.
"No, buts," Seven ordered weakly.
B'Elanna smirked. "Yes ma'am," B'Elanna said sarcastically.
"I stick my tongue out in your general direction, I would point my finger but I hurt too much," Seven said as she gently caressed B'Elanna's cheek with the back of her hand.
B'Elanna shook her head with a wryly smile as she took Seven's hand and held it in her own. "You need to stop hanging out with Ensign Tabor," B'Elanna admonished her supposedly innocent friend. "He's being a bad influence on you."
Seven chuckled slightly.
"Follow us. We will take you to our village. Our healer will help her," the blonde said softly, realizing that the two were bonds.
B'Elanna studied the blonde for a moment and saw that she was sincere. B'Elanna nodded and helped Seven to stand up. B'Elanna easily picked Seven up in her arms. Seven laid her head on B'Elanna's shoulder and wrapped her arms around B'Elanna's shoulders without protest. B'Elanna looked down at Seven and smiled softly before kissing her lightly on the forehead and ordering her to try and sleep. The women seem surprised at how strong B'Elanna is, but they didn't say anything. The blonde barked some orders in another language and ten of the women jumped into the trees. The five remaining women surrounded them and lead them into the forest. As they walked, B'Elanna studied the five women who were speaking in another language. She wanted to know why the blonde woman suddenly backed off.
The blonde looked at B'Elanna. "Would you like one of us to carry her for you? She must be getting heavy," the blonde said as she looked at how small B'Elanna was and how big Seven was.
B'Elanna shifted Seven and held her tighter. "No, thank you. I have her," B'Elanna said.
The blonde nodded. "My name is Jara, by the way," the blonde said. "The one to your right is Sara. The one behind you is Tasa. The blonde in front of you is Laphia and the redhead in front of you is Killiar."
B'Elanna studied the blonde before nodding. "Well, you know my name. This is Seven," B'Elanna said.
Jara looked at B'Elanna, confused. "But I heard you call her Ani," Jara said.
"It's a long story," B'Elanna said, looking at Jara. "Her real name is Annika Hansen. She was kidnapped and enslaved at the age of six. She was given the name Seven of Nine. We rescued her about four years ago at the age of twenty-one. She feels more comfortable with the name Seven than Annika. I am the only one allowed to call her Ani."
Jara nodded her face dark with anger. "Were the slavers dealt with?" Jara demanded.
"No," B'Elanna said softly. "They were too many to punish. They have billions and billions of people to enslave with. We have had to fight them a lot, but we were always able to get away. We fight them as much as we can, but there isn't that much we can do."
Jara nodded.
"There is no way that you are from this planet. Was that a space craft?" Jara asked, changing the subject.
B'Elanna looked at her in surprise. She studied Jara for a moment before answering.
"Yes," B'Elanna said.
"Where are you from?" Jara asked.
"A planet called Earth," B'Elanna said.
All five women stopped and looked at B'Elanna in disbelief. "You are from Earth?" Tasa asked, suspicion coloring her voice.
"Well, not me per say. My father was and Ani was. It's a long and complicated story," B'Elanna said, slowly. "Why?"
"Come, we must get to the village. We will explain there," Jara said.
B'Elanna nodded and the group resumed their trek in silence.
Sometime later, the seven women entered a large village. Women were walking around, children were running and playing… but there were no men. B'Elanna was confused as to why there were no men. A few women stopped to look at the new comers in question but went back to what they were doing after a glare from Jara. Jara looked at Tasa and spoke in their language and Tasa ran off to the large hut. The four remaining walked into a hut that was big, but not as big as the other hut. B'Elanna saw a cot and gently placed Seven onto it on her stomach as a short matronly woman walked up.
"What is going on?" the short woman asked.
"We found some people near the lake. One of them was injured. They are bond," Jara said.
The short woman nodded. She turned to B'Elanna and Seven and smiled softly. B'Elanna looked confused at the word bond, wondering what that meant.
"Do not worry, your bond will just fine. I am Marise," the matron said.
"Hello," B'Elanna said.
"You will need to move for me to work on her, dear," Marise said.
B'Elanna's eyes widened.
"Oh! Sorry," B'Elanna said, blushing slightly. B'Elanna stood up and backed up slightly. Marise smiled softly and started to clean and bandage Seven's back. Once Marise was done, B'Elanna helped Seven to stand up.
Tasa came into the hut.
"Queen Nia asked for you to bring them to the Council Hut," Tasa said.
"All right… Please, follow me," Jara said.
B'Elanna swooped Seven into her arms again, gaining a surprised yelp from the ex-Borg.
"Lanna, you do not need to carry me anymore," Seven said, holding onto B'Elanna's neck.
"Yes I do," B'Elanna said.
"No you don't," Seven insisted, becoming stubborn.
"Yes I do." B'Elanna said playfully
"No you don't." Seven said pouting slightly
"Ah huh!"
"Nu uh!"
"Ah huh!"
"Nu uh!"
"Ah huh!"
"Nu uh!"
Jara and Tasa looked at each other as the two women fought like five year olds. The two continued to bicker even after they entered the Council Hut. The five older advisers, the five young advisers and Queen Nia just sat there watching the two grown women fight like children. B'Elanna and Seven stopped when they realized that a room full of people was staring at them. Seven blushed and hid her face in B'Elanna's shoulder. B'Elanna just grinned. Queen Nia stood up. Jara walked across the room and stood beside the queen.
"I am Queen Nia. To my left are Maril, Carin, Taran, Lope, and Hana. They are the Council Elders. To my right are Naris, Garly, Rea, Gabrie, and Opish. They are the Council Advisers," Queen Nia said.
"I am B'Elanna and this is Seven," B'Elanna said.
"Please have a seat," Queen Nia said.
B'Elanna looked at the table and saw only one extra chair. She frowned in confusion. "But there is only one chair and two of us," B'Elanna said.
Queen Nia blinked. "You are bond. Only one chair is required. Why would you not have Seven sit on your lap?" Queen Nia said as Jara sat on her lap.
Seven flushed and her eyes widened. B'Elanna's eyes widened and her jaw dropped.
"We're… we're… we're not together like that! We're just friends!" B'Elanna spluttered.
"You are not bond? But the way you had acted when Seven was hurt…" Jara trailed off.
"We are just friends," Seven said. "We are the best of friends." Seven turned to B'Elanna and raised a brow. "It would help if you put me down," Seven pointed out.
"Of course," B'Elanna said.
B'Elanna slowly set Seven on her feet and then took a step back. B'Elanna felt a loss when she had stepped back but she shook it off. Seven, also felt a loss when B'Elanna set her down, but shook it off.
Another chair was brought and B'Elanna and Seven sat in their separate chairs.
"Well. Tell us about how you came to be here if you are from earth, which we know to be many, many light-years away," Queen Nia asked as Jara leaned back against her, appearing content.
"You know of light-years?" B'Elanna asked surprised.
"Yes, we do. We Amazons have had this technology given to us by our Goddess as was described in the ancient scrolls. We traveled across the universe in a spaceship to find a deserted planet in which we could live our lives with out men. We may not use that technology anymore because we live the life of simplicity, but that doesn't mean we don't have it," Queen Nia said.
"So that's why there was no trace of an Amazon nation except a few relics?" B'Elanna wondered aloud.
"Yes," Jara agreed.
"You believe that a Goddess gave them the technology?" Seven asked, skeptical
"Sure, why not? The Q are god like you know," B'Elanna pointed out.
"True," Seven agreed, nodding her ascent.
"Yes, well," B'Elanna said. "We came to this planet because it was so similar to Earth we thought it would have food supplies and such. Our craft malfunctioned and we crashed."
"B'Elanna!" Seven said suddenly, panicked.
"What?" B'Elanna asked, concerned.
"There is a one day to one year variance. Voyager will not come and get us until fourteen days are done and over with. By the time they do, we will have aged fourteen years!" Seven said.
B'Elanna's eyes widened as she realized that Seven was right. B'Elanna began to curse in Klingon.
"What are you talking about?" Queen Nia asked.
"For every year that passes on this planet, one day passes out in space. We were on a mission to get some supplies. Our ship is on another planet getting repaired, we were sent on a two-week mission to get supplies. Our ship won't come for us for two weeks space time, which is fourteen years here on this planet," B'Elanna explained.
Queen Nia and Jara looked at each other.
"Perhaps, you should begin at the beginning," Jara suggested.
A few hours later, Seven and B'Elanna stood in a hut that they had been given. They had explained how their ship, Voyager, got to the Delta Quadrant, how they rescued Seven and why they came to this planet, that was supposed to be uninhabited. Jara explained that they had a machine that hid their life signs so that no one would know that they were here. Usually, people who came onto the planet were rendered unconscious and had their memories altered so that they thought the planet was too dangerous to explore. Once all of the explaining was done, Jara led them to a hut. They could have had separate huts, but felt the need to share. In their hut were one large bed, two trunks, and a table with four chairs, a fireplace, and a writing desk with a chair. Their three packs where on the bed, also.
"This is nice," Seven said.
"Yeah, nicely primitive," B'Elanna muttered playfully.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come," B'Elanna and Seven said.
A dripping wet Amazon walked in with three packs. "I retrieved the packs that you lost," the young Amazon said, blushing.
B'Elanna smiled softly and took the three packs. "Thank you. I'm B'Elanna and this is Seven. What's your name?"
"Lire," the young Amazon said.
"Thank you for getting our things, Lire," Seven said.
"No problem, see you later," Lire said and then walked out.
"Perhaps we should see if we could get the transmitter to work. If we can get a message to Voyager, they may come in a few days their time," Seven said.
"Right," B'Elanna said. B'Elanna set the packs on the table. B'Elanna opened the pack with the transmitter and began to look it over…